Daddy's little girl

You used to sing me to sleep so I'd always have sweeter dreams,
You used to kiss my forehead and silence my nightmared screams,
You used to pick me up so I could dance on your toes,
You used to teach me how to tie the laces of my running shoes...

You and mom took us on our first trip abroad, and even though I’m a big girl now, you still hold my hand when we cross the road,
You used to tell me to only be myself,
You taught me how being me always helped.

You encouraged me to follow my heart and finish everything that I attempt to start,
You never criticized what I write, never once did you allow me to think I’m not smart.

And now I’m just about all grown up, a real woman, you see,
But you never fail to see that little masterpiece you created in that young girl that used to be me.

Instead of singing me to sleep at night, now, you offer me reality, in which I strive to be the best, the drive you have instilled in me.

I will always be my daddy's girl, from beginning to end,
Because that little girl inside of me knows my Daddy can always mend
Broken windows and broken doors and even my broken heart.

I’m my Daddy's little girl, my Daddy's work of art.